"George is getting very exited and start to slap my bride gorgeous knockers.Surprisingly she seem to genuinely like getting smacked.She say"AAAH,yes,m...re please,more,slap my young tits,i can't wait to be brutally milked''George stick his cock in my bride mouth and she give him a fantastic blow job.George sits down and my wife wrap her perky tits around his prick while he abuse her nipples.She say"Yes my love,use my tits,they are all for your enjoyment.Pinch my sensitive nipples as much as you. Again, he’s driving up that same road and at the same time too. He’s looking around for her too. Of course he hopes to see her also but at the same time, he’s driving very carefully, and he’s keeping his eyes on the road also. He does not see her and moves on. He makes a point of driving the same road each day that week. Nothing. Nope, he does not see her in that sports bra and those cute running shorts and showing off a figure meant for his body as far as he can see it. Days later, after. It startled me so much I screamed. Well, it was more of a squeak than a scream. It served the same purpose.But for some reason, even though I don't normally like loud noises, I quickly grew to enjoy the throaty rumble of the bike's engine. I don't know how much the erotic vibrations from the engine that were coursing through my body had to do with that.I leaned against his strong back and put my arms around his waist. He said, "All you have to do is relax and enjoy the ride. You don't have to. This year, Virginia, you are the most deserving."H-How do you know my name?" Virginia, I'm Santa Claus. I know everything about you ... and everyone else too. I'm sorry I had to wake you, but sprinkling 'tickle powder' on your nose wasn't such a bad way of waking up, was it?" Tickle powder? Santa Claus? WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?!"Santa took a few steps until he was standing beside the bed. The petrified girl cowered under her blanket as he raised his fist above her face. When he spread his fingers,.